Of course it looked familiar; five years ago, when Jiang Li followed the Fierce Eagle Team on a training trip, they had borrowed Bo Jingshen's plane, and the pilot was Yan Sui.
Before the flight and after landing, Yan Sui had made appearances, so it was no wonder Zhao Tong found him familiar.
It was still quite forgettable, so he only felt it looked familiar. If Ying Xi had been there, she probably would have recognized him immediately.
Su Zhe glanced at the figure in the pilot's uniform who had already walked out the door, then looked at Su Lu's expression, squinting his eyes thoughtfully.
The car was already waiting at the door. As Su Lu and the others reached the entrance, a black seven-seater business van stopped in front of them, and the rear door slid open automatically.
The passenger-side door also opened, and a tall and straight figure got out to help them with their luggage.
It was none other than Qiao Li.
